Me: What do you call a witch who lives at the beach?
Robert: A bitch?
Me: Um, no. A sandwich.
Rob: I don’t get it.
Me: Sand. Witch.
Rob: But you said "samwidge."
Me: Oh.
*Greg says the title of this post is too cryptic so here's a link.
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Try this one:
Why can't you go hungry in the desert?
Because of all the sand wich is there.
I'll run that one by him and try to anunciate this time.
xR
Charlie packs his soupcase when it's time to go on a trip. . . we'll never be hungry again
I hope Charlie's soupcase is watertight!
xR
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